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At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air rang out, and a figure swiftly approached from the direction of the Ancient Abyss. It was Ning Xuan, who had disappeared earlier.
His face was serious and grave, with a deep sense of concern in his eyes. In his left and right hands, he held two bloodied figures, Yun Mo and Bing Xuan.
With the appearance of Ning Xuan's doppelganger, the entire scene instantly became solemn. The bloodstains on Yun Mo and Bing Xuan, whom he was supporting, were heart-wrenching. Chu Yun and Liang Xiao hurried forward, their eyes filled with concern and anxiety.
Chu Yun squatted down, carefully examining the condition of Yun Mo and Bing Xuan. Ning Xuan's gaze was heavy, and his voice was low as he said, "Their lives have been saved, but their meridians are all severed, and their cultivation is completely ruined."
This speech was like a heavy blow to the hearts of Chu Yun and Liang Xiao. They looked at these two young cultivator holders, who were once full of vitality and hope, now seriously injured and their future uncertain.
Ning Xuan continued, "My clone has exerted its greatest strength, weakening the power of the 'bloodline frenzy' of the Yinglong to minimize the damage. But for those with lower cultivation levels of cultivator, it is still unbearable. Those with stronger abilities should be able to walk out on their own. In any case, their lives are saved."
Everyone present fell silent, unable to imagine the despair and powerlessness. Everything seemed too cruel and heartless.
At this moment, several figures slowly approached from a distance, they were the cultivator of other sects. They too were covered in blood, their clothes tattered, some with wounds reopening, their steps heavy, their faces filled with exhaustion and heartache.
Upon seeing the tragic state of the Yun Mo and Bing Xuan, they all showed expressions of shock and mourning.
Liang Xiao turned to Ning Xuan and asked, "Master, what about Venerable Cloud Hidden?"
Ning Xuan's expression appeared somewhat complicated: "Venerable Cloud Hidden activated his most powerful Golden Dragon Avatar defense mode to protect the numerous disciples of The Northern Ocean Sect when he unleashed the 'Bloodline Fury' ultimate move in Yinglong. However, he also suffered serious injuries, so his condition may not be good."
Upon hearing this news, the cultivators present all showed expressions of admiration and concern.
Venerable Cloud Hidden In a critical moment, at the cost of their own safety, they protected numerous disciples, and this righteous and resolute action deeply moved everyone present.
The scene was chaotic, with people busy treating the injured, comforting the young ones who lost their cultivation. Despite their busyness, everyone's hearts were filled with heaviness and helplessness.
This adventure was once filled with hope and dreams, but now it has turned into a mirage, leaving behind only deep scars and endless memories.
Ning Xuan's words contain profound truths, his voice is firm and calm, as if coming from an ancient sage. He looks at everyone, his tone revealing an inevitable reality.
"No need for sorrow, this is the price that must be paid for adventure," Ning Xuan said lightly, his gaze deep, as if reflecting on the thousand years of this world's cycle.
He continued, "For those who still have the courage, let's continue on to the Ancient Abyss. The guardian Savage beast has been defeated, so there shouldn't be much danger ahead."
Ning Xuan's words seemed to give the crowd a glimmer of new hope, but also were filled with unknown challenges. He continued, "And my clone can no longer use powerful magic, so I can only bring these two back to the Xuanji Sect."
After saying these words, Ning Xuan turned around and left with Yun Mo and Bing Xuan. His clone showed a hint of weakness, evidently having consumed a large amount of his strength in the recent conflict.
As Ning Xuan left, the cultivators present looked at each other, their eyes filled with hesitation and struggle. On one hand, they were eager to continue exploring the mysteries of the Ancient Abyss; on the other hand, the painful experience from earlier was still vivid in their minds, leaving them with lingering fear.
After a brief discussion, some individuals with a cultivator decided to move forward, their eyes shining with the light of adventure and determination to succeed. Another group with a cultivator chose to leave, unable to face the unknown fear again.
Chu Yun and Liang Xiao stood in place, their hearts filled with complex emotions.
Their eyes occasionally glanced at the still hesitant cultivator students. Although they understood that each person's choice was reasonable, they couldn't help but worry for their fellow travelers about to enter the unknown and dangerous territory.
Just as Chu Yun was contemplating their next move, the voice of Lei Ling the little fox suddenly sounded in her mind, carrying a hint of determination and confidence: "Master, this time we can go in. Anyway, if something happens, I can easily use 'Nine Thunder Fox Shadows' once, and that will be more than enough."
Chu Yun turned to Lei Ling in surprise, her eyes flashing with a hint of inquiry and uncertainty, but soon turned into determination. "Are you sure, Lei Ling? That skill is also a big burden for you."
A hint of determination appeared in Lei Ling's eyes. "Master, this is our opportunity. Although there are risks, we cannot give up. I believe we can face the challenges ahead."
Chu Yun took a deep breath and gazed firmly ahead at the Ancient Abyss. She turned to Liang Xiao and said, "Liang Xiao senior brother, Lei Ling said it has the ability to protect us. Let's go in together and explore the unknown secrets."
Liang Xiao looked at Chu Yun with trust and determination, "Alright, Chu Yun junior sister, let's move forward together. Whatever awaits us ahead, at least we won't regret it."
So, Chu Yun, Liang Xiao, and a few others who decided to move forward together with their cultivator, began to slowly make their way towards the depths of Ancient Abyss.
Their pace was steady, each step firm and powerful, as if they were declaring war on an unknown destiny.
When Chu Yun and Liang Xiao led a small group of cultivator holders back to the entrance of Ancient Abyss, their hearts were filled with tension and worry. Along the way, they passed through a desolate area and witnessed the destruction left behind by the final blow of the Yinglong.
Approaching the entrance of the ancient ruins, a tragic scene came into view. The once majestic stone gate now lay in ruins, with scattered stones, cracks, and bloodstains on the surrounding ground, indicating the intensity of the battle at that time.
"This... this is the power of the Yinglong," Liang Xiao said in a low voice, his eyes filled with shock and awe.
Chu Yun gazed at the broken stone gate, feeling a surge of inexplicable emotion. "This place used to be the training ground of ancient strongmen, but now it has become a ruin," she said softly.
The damage was not limited to the stone gate; the entire entrance area was in a mess. They could see cracks torn by tremendous force on the ground, and even several deep pits, evidently the traces left by a powerful spell.
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